"In the end, it really doesn't matter, because in the long run we are all dead." Suddenly, the clouds parted, the skies split up, and there appeared the face of God. "That is true," said He, and smote the man with a twitch of the little finger.
Each entry is an entirely new story. Each story is exactly three sentences long. Each story must begin with the sentence on which the previous one ended. Both writers must take turns alternately. All rules must be followed. Except under exceptional circumstances. Which do arise. Very often. Oh what the heck, never mind the rules. Have a good time.